Lyrics:
concert for one of my heroes that night. hey I guess I'm alright
I'm just a little bit tired tonight. getting over you has made a busy man of me
Chorus
before him he's
dazed and hypnotized by it “how did i
become a victim too?”
replace my heart i'm no longer cold to
a fallen beast inside of me
Mind is on
Sleep never comes
Remember to tell no lies
Convicted by ideas
That false heroes
Lead the earth
Into an era
Mediate culture
Tell
Heroes play Heavy Metal!
[Strophe 1:]
Coming out of darkness, powerful like a fortress.
Glorious and raw.
Wearing spikes and leather, standing proud
the bastards go berserk every night, without sense, out of control, chaos. over and over again, they stay here like ghosts, loyal to shit. by dawn they will go
to rest: so the sorcerer blessed the camp eith a protection spell. And when the bard begun to sing, peace sank down over the exhausted heroes.]
Far in
In these times when tyranny rules
Killing heroes, saints and fools
They are slain by the reign of blood
Sacrifice for the unholy god
From
time comedy, just a half hour parody
It was cinema marquees for me or bust
We were heroes with a plan
Back before the laughs were canned
Back
heroes
Divine disgrace
Guiding our lives by the evil
God's disgrace
Living with bane of being a zero
To choose wrong way was our decision
The last
(The fighting and finally befriending of the mythical but very real dragon
Moroth. Ending in the showing by Moroth to Braveheart the power
(From Gallia to Germania)
I still hear the ancient warcry
(Roma to Brittania)
I still hear the ancient battlecry
The great old European heroes
In a time of loneliness
Years gone by
Time of sadness
Tried to survive
We saw a land so glorious
Far beyond the sun
Let us ride away,
Originally performed by Genesis
Holy Mother of God
You've got to go faster than that to get to the top.
Dirtly old mountain
All covered in smoke,
of the Walkyria,
Heroes are calling my name
To Agard we'll ride on valleys of glory,
Side by side.
Flames of the pride,
Take my soul
I'm the son of the glory,
My
for the same thing
Dreaming of the same dream
Take my life if you must, like all of the heroes before us
We're a team, fighting for the same thing
Dressed in cold black - gun in your hand
Looking so cool you act like a man
Livin' by terror government blessed
You're taking your prisoners
confronted
By a law or a fiend, cause in Greenspoint a brother's wanted
And swine ain't no good
I grew up eatin that shit, pigs bleedin from the hooves
Now
Mother fuckers try to play us like we somethin more mysterious
But we be doin wicked shit and murderin these super heroes
P-P-P-POW with the wicked
our destruction
Drills hard against the hearts of heroes
Called here to defend
I see storms on the horizon
I see the tempest at the gates
I see
Whenever longsleeves picks up the bass again
Until longsleeves falls on his face again
It's a sick fucking world
When all teen heroes are
will be no encore
Great War
The war to end all wars
And feet by feet
We pay the price of a mile here
Though men were falling, we see heroes rise
nowhere left to hide the pain
Hope is washed away by jet black rain
Look into my eyes
Reflect the darkened skies
Look into my soul
Forever black
Forever
possessed by blood lust and greed
And all other trinkets that our world now needs
Secretly operating in a lawless state
The people start to wonder ‘has it
Raised on songs and stories, heroes of renown
The passing tales and glories that
Once was Dublin Town
The hallowed halls and houses
The haunting
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